I've never had any gay thoughts before, but this k** stirred something inside and I'd never been so horny before.John bent down in front of me as I wa... sitting on the tree stump, he was kissing me deeply giving me some of my spunk that I'd just shot down his throat back. I naturally reached out to the front of his shorts and Johns cock was straining to get out. I wasn't sure what to do but unbuttoned his shorts and released his cock. John stopped kissing me and begged me to put it in my mouth.. He was happy, and so was I.I drifted off, for a moment. I was awakened by Sandy, as she rubbed my sweaty chest, and ran her fingers through my black curly chest hair.“Hello, my love,” I told her, rubbing the crunchy sleep from my eyes.“Time for you to get ready and dressed, lover.”“As you wish,” I again told her, heading for the shower.In minutes; I stepped out, squeaky clean, and completely nude. She sat on the bed, watching me get dressed, with a predatory look in her eyes. It made me. Eight orders of spaghetti. Betsy always ordered the forty-eight ounce porterhouse. That was a massive quantity of food.Betsy said, “So far today I had seven breakfasts, and six Fisherman’s Platters for lunch.”“I honestly believe that if I tried to eat that much food, it would kill me,” Sally said. “They’d find my dead bloated body two steps from the table, if I was even able to move that far.”Betsy grabbed a couple of cookies out of a bag and wolfed them down. She noticed the look on Sally’s. She also told us that she had seen us fucking in the bathroom and during one of these fucking sessions mistress had peed on me and that made Abby cum almost instantly, and that was when she discovered that she had a peeing fetish. She explained that since that day she had often peed while masturbating and she love to pee through her panties and stocking as well. She also mentioned that she was intrigued by our piericings and tattoos. With that comment mistress ordered me to strip so that.